Kirby

Yesterday I got a special visit at work from the newest addition to my parents’ family: Kirby! Kirby is a living testament that if you make a promise to a 5-year-old that they will get something when they are 8… you should fully expect them to hold you to it. Mom told Bethany she could … More Kirby

Random Wednesdays

In the tradition of the Yarn Harlot (PG-rated blog) and Mamacate (R-ish-rated-blog), I present to you a list of random things, randomly presented on a Wednesday. 1. On Monday night, we celebrated a Burns Supper! This is a celebration of Scotland’s national poet, Robert Burns. Scots celebrate Burns night to remember their national poet, read … More Random Wednesdays

On NOT frogging

Yet another lesson learned, or if not learned, at least painfully reinforced. The lesson: read the pattern before you start knitting. That lovely top of a sock I showed you yesterday? It is exactly to gauge, with more or less perfect tension. It fits perfectly on a foot with an 8″ circumference, as the pattern … More On NOT frogging

Sunrise

I’ve been working at Cloverhill for about four months now. In some ways, I feel like I’ve always been here for ages. I’ve been doing everything from inventory to teaching classes, and now for the first time I get to make a shop sample. I’ve been itching for fair isle (a type of multi-color knitting), … More Sunrise

On Frogging

I think that, with knitting, part of the idea is that you gain the ability to recognize mistakes early on in your work. That way, before you’ve done, say, a quarter of a given piece, you realize when something has gone wonky, and you fix it before you’ve invested too much time in it. Well, … More On Frogging

Rainy Day

It’s not raining outside, but it’s raining in my brain… not really anything new or interesting to blog about. So I will give you this little bit of funny that I’ve been saving for just such an occasion. Every day, after I make our pb&j sandwiches, I pull out the plastic wrap, and see this: … More Rainy Day

Defeat

We walked into our house when we got home from Urbana, and it was 47 degrees indoors. The heat went on. Fjord and Zerg…. we’ll get you next year. I felt all hardcore until we went to drop off my brother’s Christmas present at his Towson apartment last night. He greeted us at the door … More Defeat